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Monday, April 30, 2012

From Turkey: Taksi Mad Lib Awesomeness

First of all yes, they are Taksis. Not taxis. 'X' is a strange letter and should be eradicated anyways. Glad we're on the same page.

Second of all (also) yes, Istanbul is magnificent and still by far my favorite city in the world. Indubitably.

Third of all (also indubitably) yes, Turkish Taksis are everything that you hear about from your crazy, wild-haired aunt that went to Turkey once and can't stop talking about it. Exhilarating. Terrifying. Cheap. Maddening. Or is it madlib-ening?

Today's ride was definitely the latter. My father - the consummate Müdür Bey (Mr. Manager), diplomat, and man o' the people - loves chatting with taksi drivers. Loves it.

And the conversation always goes a little like this:

  heartfelt lamentation

Things are definitely not like they were in the
non-descript time period

 proper noun-place                                     

used to be better when
noun-preferably sentimental

and _____________________
       noun-a little more edgy

used to be around there.

That  ______________________
            derogatory adjective

person-usually gov't official 

really ________________________________!
           verb you can't say in front of grandma

Vah vah vah..."

Because I like madlibs, I'll take the first stab (which might or might not be a direct quote from today's taksi cab ride):

"I don't know what's happening to our country these days. Things are definitely not like they were in the past... Pera Palas (one of Istanbul's oldest hotels) used to be better when Turkish patriots and non-Arabs used to be around there. That sneaky bastard (liberal translation from Turkish) Erdoğan really f&%$ed things up! Vah vah vah..."

Go ahead, give it a try!